Sometimes you might notice the Grown Ups in your house stressing out about what to make for dinner. This happens quite often around here, and I know this because I see one of them (you know, the ONLY one who does the cooking) frantically flipping through pages of a cookbook only to mutter in frustration. Soon afterward we are served a plate of Pop-Tarts and dinner is considered served.
Now I'm not complaining. I love me some Pop-Tarts. But when I sense this dinner dilema, I like to occasionally help out and take the stress off. If you should find yourself in this situation, simply head into the pantry, or what's referred to around here as the 'crunchy-food closet', grab a can of something - doesn't matter what - run out and announce "Found dinner!" and keep running through the kitchen with the can held high in the air.
They might sound confused when they read "Diced Tomatoes with Jalapeños", but that's just their funny way of saying Thank You.